Sunday is Valentine's Day and Chinese New Year, so why not share a Chinese love poem? Chang Yu lived in the ninth century. I got this poem out of the anthology Sunflower Splendor: Three Thousand Years of Chinese Poetry
"Song of Farewell" in the Tartar Mode
The sheen of the willows spreads ten thousand feet,
The fragrance of peach blossoms fills the park.
But when the wind blows it past the curtain,
There's only the scent that clings to the dress.
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